I’m willing to admit that the number of books, stacked precariously high atop my nightstand, has gotten a touch out of control. Hand over heart, there are presently 18… one of which isn’t technically ‘on’ my nightstand as much as it is propped against it on the floor. I’m choosing to include it, however, because 18 sounds more excessive than 17, no?
Nashville has been ungodly hot these past few weeks. Blistering. It's reaching record-breaking highs all over the South and my cabin fever (also at a record high) has resulted in both an excess of online shopping and Kon Mari'ing the house. I'm choosing to believe they cancel each other out. If you haven't read The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, you're missing out. Life Changing, for sure - and under ten dollars. I'm now very much into folding laundry... words I assumed would never grace my lips.
Every few months I seem to grow tired of my skincare routine and pick up new products in the hopes of switching it up… but these - these products are the holy grail. I’ve re-ordered them all at least once (if not twice) and can’t see myself straying anytime soon.
I suppose the first thing I should do is apologize, properly, for literally dying on all of you. I have been perfecting my vodka tonic, feverishly obsessing over Meghan Markle (rip her instagram), loosely contemplating wallpapering one of my guest bathrooms and shamelessly avoiding all responsibility.